Wooly Mammoth's Mighty Absence
Quickly forgetting
Was the way I lived my life
Try telling me your name
Or try telling me "don't worry"
Everything I knew would quickly wither and die
And all echoes would be buried in the sound
Of living: the sound of my feet on the sidewalk
That was me: treasure hunting, I would bury what I found
That was me: a gold digger underground
Quickly forgotten
Was that forgetful way of life
When I left home, when I lived as if I'd died
Sitting on a rock and doing nothing, alone for so long
In the dark I found my sight
There your name was, written large in letters bright
There my faith was
"Worry not" declared the night
In the great void of my life
I could feel the shape of what was missing
Like the way the woolly mammoth stands so tall and bold in our minds
I was shaken at the size of my cry
And the true love it described
I know day is dawning now
So ends my "holy night"
It's back to the world I go
Back to the girls and shows
And all the worldly woes
And their unfurling flows
Will I carry myself slowly enough to remember?
I sit on a dark rock doing nothing still, just crowded
And there's the love
In flesh and bone
Was the way I lived my life
Try telling me your name
Or try telling me "don't worry"
Everything I knew would quickly wither and die
And all echoes would be buried in the sound
Of living: the sound of my feet on the sidewalk
That was me: treasure hunting, I would bury what I found
That was me: a gold digger underground
Quickly forgotten
Was that forgetful way of life
When I left home, when I lived as if I'd died
Sitting on a rock and doing nothing, alone for so long
In the dark I found my sight
There your name was, written large in letters bright
There my faith was
"Worry not" declared the night
In the great void of my life
I could feel the shape of what was missing
Like the way the woolly mammoth stands so tall and bold in our minds
I was shaken at the size of my cry
And the true love it described
I know day is dawning now
So ends my "holy night"
It's back to the world I go
Back to the girls and shows
And all the worldly woes
And their unfurling flows
Will I carry myself slowly enough to remember?
I sit on a dark rock doing nothing still, just crowded
And there's the love
In flesh and bone
Credits
Writer(s): Phillip Whitman Elverum
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